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Karate Chop


Nothing is going to stop This flying sidekick Block it and turn it into a 360 roundhouse No, not like Chuck, no, not like Bruce Lee But more like the laced up Shoalin monks Monastery that preaches the epitome of peace And teaches kung fu to spur, restrain, and strengthen the sharpest weapon known to mankind The kind of strength that is earned through more than teeth-grinding The title says karate chop, but in mixed martial arts Names, titles, and labels become as synonymous as the properties of water
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hmichael

Colgate University Bachelor of Arts Boston College High School The Steppingstone Foundation

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